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Blah. Not too much going on with my schedule for once, but there's plenty in my head. Sort of. Mostly a rather large to-do list that's really getting around to pissing me off.
I don't really know what to say...I could say how I can't park, or I could say how things seem to work themselves out, or how they never really do. I could say I'm completely satisfied with me, but hell, that'll never happen. Ever. But isn't that how humans are unique? We always change, yet never do. Iunno. One can never really know what another human will do. You're better off trying to predict if a wild animal is going to make a move.
I should get a tan, LoLo. After I watch X2. Haha.
I should stop stepping on stuff too. It mystifies me how I'm where I want to be, but I'm nowhere near satisfied. And it's so stupid it's not even funny. Bleh.
Graduation is really soon, and so is my last exam, and then there's NATIONALS. So maybe today isn't really a crazy day, but all the others are. In a way, I'm grappling with the reality of time and furiously groping at the impossibilities that I want. Time...time? What time? There is none, yet I'm pushing everything else out of the way to make some, then running into overdrive. Eh, at least I know how to sort of deal with that.
Time to take care of chores. ><
Oldies in my head:
Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
I don't really know what to say...I could say how I can't park, or I could say how things seem to work themselves out, or how they never really do. I could say I'm completely satisfied with me, but hell, that'll never happen. Ever. But isn't that how humans are unique? We always change, yet never do. Iunno. One can never really know what another human will do. You're better off trying to predict if a wild animal is going to make a move.
I should get a tan, LoLo. After I watch X2. Haha.
I should stop stepping on stuff too. It mystifies me how I'm where I want to be, but I'm nowhere near satisfied. And it's so stupid it's not even funny. Bleh.
Graduation is really soon, and so is my last exam, and then there's NATIONALS. So maybe today isn't really a crazy day, but all the others are. In a way, I'm grappling with the reality of time and furiously groping at the impossibilities that I want. Time...time? What time? There is none, yet I'm pushing everything else out of the way to make some, then running into overdrive. Eh, at least I know how to sort of deal with that.
Time to take care of chores. ><
Oldies in my head:
Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it
Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it